4.The Boy From...
Lyricist：Mary Guettel Rodgers, Stephen Sondheim
Tall and slender, like an Apollo
He goes walking by, and I have to follow him
The boy from Tacarembo La Tumbe Del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas La Junta Del Sol Y Cruz
When we meet, I feel I'm on fire
And I'm breathless every time I enquire
'How are things in Tacarembo La Tumbe Del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas La Junta Del Sol Y Cruz？'
Why, when I speak, does he vanish？ Ooh
Why is he acting so clannish？ Ooh
I wish, I understood Spanish
When I tell him, I think he's the end
He giggles a lot with his friend
Tall and slender, moves like a dancer
But I never seem to get any answer
From the boy from Tacarembo La Tumbe Del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas La Junta Del Sol Y Cruz
I got the blueth
Why are his trousers vermilion？ His trousers vermilion
Why does he claim he's Castilian？ He said, he's Castilian
Why do his friends call him Lillian？
And I hear at the end of the week
He's leaving to start a boutique
Though I smile, I'm only pretending
'Cause I know today's the last I'll be spending
With the boy from Tacarembo La Tumbe Del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas La Junta Del Sol Y Cruz
Tomorrow he sails, he's moving to Wales
To live in
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